Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

got caught.

For her, it was such a simple feeling.

The smile lasted for a while, and finally, in a half-asleep tone, he said:

"I really want to see you."

There is no other meaning.

Ai felt that she wanted to see her original self, and that she had been trapped in the body of an elementary school student for too long. Winnett declared in a telling tone, "You miss me too." Because her sick heart, which was bound by reason, thought so.

"good."

Xiao Ai adopted the attitude of coaxing a small animal.

“How embarrassing!”

Winette sat up, slapped her cheeks vigorously with both hands, and then drank the juice beer in the glass like an old lady in a pub.

"I'm sorry. I thought I caught your psychological flaw."

"Yeah, it's really itchy."

"where?"

"Hmm? I feel like you're talking about something unhealthy."

"That's right."

"As far as I know, there is no physical health class in the first grade of primary school."

Ai stared at Winnet's red ears and thought it was a problem of education. Being overly conservative was a problem, but she thought it was actually quite cute. It was human nature to seek specificity from others, and all the non-universal places could be interpreted in other ways to show personal preference.

"Well, let's get down to business. You chose to show up when we were visiting Mao Li. You weren't planning to say it was to surprise me, were you?"

"That's what I thought—"

Winette briefly explained Mingmei's idea and put on the apron in the cupboard. Xiao Ai listened thoughtfully, leaning against the glass door and watching Winette preparing to cook.

The peas are shelled.

Winnet washed the vegetables, shredded them quickly, and mentioned the doctor she saw in the hospital -

"It's a bit suspicious."

"If it's true, isn't she dangerous?"

"Isn't there Kudo? He will probably risk his life."

Winette said this not out of his love for her, but purely out of analogy. It was natural for him to be willing to rush forward and die for important people even in boring cases.

Xiao Ai was a little surprised.

"I thought you cared about her safety."

Winnett didn't answer directly. Maybe a little bit, but she was more of a suppressor for Kudo Shinichi, and the safety of the people around her was Xiao Ai's wish. If it was for that calm smile, she would do anything, that's all.

……

435 A sudden impulse

After mixing the salad, she waited for the oven to start, then returned to the sofa in a lazy posture.

Xiao Ai sat sideways on the armrest, "Isn't that right?"

Winnet propped up her cheeks and swung her calves up and down, like a high school student who stayed in her room reading magazines on weekends.

She raised her misty eyes, a faint teasing smile rose at the corners of her mouth, "Here we go again, who is the one who says one thing and means another? It seems that what people often say about brothers and sisters being alike is true. Anyway, we have regained our stable and happy daily life, so why not be more frank... But to be honest, the inconsistency between the appearance and the heart is exactly what I like. You can rely on me more! How dangerous it is to be involved in the vicious circle of Kudo Shinichi who is asking for trouble - I don't trust the arrogant detective boy at all."

Ai heard her teasing tone and answered vaguely. As usual, she called Edogawa a guinea pig, but after thinking about it carefully, she still couldn't admit the reason: she killed others because of her. Even if she didn't take the initiative to participate, when the organization found out, both Kudo and the people around him would be affected.

It's not that I don't trust Winette, but how can she change the darkness of such a huge organization that makes people despair?

Sometimes she couldn't help but want to abandon everything and run away.

But doing so might just push the girl who loves her into the abyss.

You are so hesitant and weak.

This made her suddenly want to laugh at herself.

"In my opinion, it's just that someone is jealous. I also like the way you act like a spoiled child. At times like this, it's like a cat turning over and over in the palm of your hand to ask for food and being petted. So, keeping this fresh... well, it's also necessary. Otherwise, someone might turn their attention to someone else."

"Don't I always...don't--"

I got stuck in the middle of my sentence. I can usually say some playful and flirtatious words, but when it comes to expressing my mixed feelings, even words like cute are hard to say. I vaguely remember that I have never been someone who can express my feelings frankly, and ambiguous words are like sour candies. When I hold them in my mouth, my cheeks tighten and my strength runs wild in my body. I hit the cushion hard on my forehead and ran to make tea, reminding her that drinking too much juice is not good.

Winnet found some small things she bought at the customs, gave them to Xiao Ai, and ran to do housework. Although she was very careful and serious, she couldn't hide her panic. Xiao Ai fiddled with the perfumes and lipsticks she bought, and couldn't help laughing. Not only were the colors difficult to control, but the smell of the perfumes was also very subtle. Some of them looked like household clothes, and some were pure and could be compared with the weird clothes on fashion shows. The key is that they have no meaning for elementary school students. She can already imagine Winnet shopping, just like an inexperienced person picking vegetables and buying fruits, whatever she clicks is what she gets.

In the end, Ai only grabbed the teddy bear inside, and Winnet was speechless - this doll was chosen by Ireland, who would be classified as a weird uncle if he grinned.

The lunch was prepared with great care, and the dessert was fruit tarts. During lunch, Mingmei also found time to come back. She smiled intriguingly and said she came to pick up the homework she forgot to bring. Before leaving, she leaned over to Xiaoai's ear and said, "Come on!"

Although Xiao Ai had a smiling expression, as soon as the door was closed, she immediately showed a helpless look, just like those parents who were worried about their children's affairs.

Winnett, who was baking a pie, came out of the small kitchen and asked Ai what was going on.

She jumped off the sofa and said:

"I feel relieved to see her so cheerful. She even has the energy to tease us. I occasionally reveal some of my inner thoughts, but my sister always likes to keep everything in her heart. I don't know if she has gotten over it."

Winnet lifted Ai up across the sofa.

"It will be fine. Mingmei is focusing on her career now."

He suppressed his breath lightly and agreed with Winnett's statement.

In the clear, fragrant sunshine she suggested:

"Hey, Winette, do you want to cut your hair short?"

Winnet turned around and shook it. Her hair was indeed almost covering her back. No wonder she felt uncomfortable when disguising herself recently.

Does Xiao Ai like short hair?

This actually has little to do with liking her hair, because Winnet's hair is a hell in Xiao Ai's eyes, a hell that is difficult to take care of. The eye-catching silver-white color will become a dull cotton nest if it is not well maintained. However, the reason why she thought of this is mainly because she couldn't find anything else to do for her, and it was a bit difficult to get involved in cooking. Although the barber shop's level must be much higher, she still wanted to take care of those gently shaking hair.

Winnet readily agreed. To be honest, long hair is annoying. Moreover, without the help of professionals, it would be very bad for her who doesn't care about her appearance. She felt that her hair was getting lice during these days abroad. Fortunately, it was not summer, otherwise it might be wet and itchy. They had their meal first, and after completing the simple cleaning work, they went into the small bathroom and sat down. Xiao Ai found a stool, stepped on it, and cut Winnet's hair.

Thanks to Mingmei's frugality and kindness, the relevant tools are very complete. Winnet guessed that Xiaoai was not unprepared when she said this. She remembered Mingmei said that she used to help her friends cut their hair, but she didn't expect that there were even advanced tools. Xiaoai's eyes lit up when she saw it, just like there were several packages of fashion products to choose from. She finally decided to perm Winnet's hair.

Winnett realized that Ai just wanted to play.

However, for a thoughtful scientist, every experiment is always well prepared. A few minutes later, towels, combs, dressing boxes, and a feminine bag with many pockets sewn to hold various things came in. In Winnet's opinion, there were many murder weapons in the bag, such as silver scissors and blue curling irons. Xiao Ai closed the door as if conducting a secret experiment, and then tied a light yellow hood to Winnet, put the towel near the shoulders, and rolled it into the collar of the hood. The dressing box was not used for the time being, but she wanted to wash her hair.

For Winnett, hair is also a private part.

If you are at ease, you won't feel anything in a hair salon, as it is part of accepted common sense. But in front of your loved one, your feelings are treated differently, as if your neck is suspended and your hair is propped up, and you feel uneasy, as if your hair has become a problem area like your feet and chest.

Don't be perfunctory when washing your hair.

Winnet nodded slightly, perhaps not taking it too seriously, as long as it didn't look dirty, she always held an attitude of blurring the boundaries.

Ah, Winnet, I knew you would say that. Don't take cleaning seriously, you should think of it as your gun - every woman's weapon of charm. Well, you are going to mention your simplicity again, even a century ago, they would use egg white to clean, you are so childish when you make excuses - just consider it my preference.

I have always been picky and particular. If you are not satisfied, you can find another woman, Winnet. You are not a nun from the old times!

……

436 Don't Move

Xiao Ai sarcastically said that she had already made up her mind to do it herself.

Have you ever seen a hair salon that lets customers wash their own hair? Not really.

When it comes to expression, she always has a good grasp of right and wrong.

Winnet's wish to come by herself was shattered, and she could only sit quietly on the chair without a backrest. The softness of her body played the wrong role at this time. In order to avoid the shower splashing around, Xiao Ai took out an old-fashioned kettle. The long and winding spout of the kettle was like one of the outlets of a fountain, flowing along her hair; her small fingers stroked Winnet's hair, gently straightening it from the roots, gently twisting it and then releasing it. Winnet's eyes struggled in her eye sockets, and her mood of nowhere to go gradually spread.

Sure enough, the effect of Shirley's sudden shrinkage still exists.

Although there is a significant deviation in meaning.

Xiao Ai applied shampoo to her hair, which was wet and sticky. She tightened her five fingers to suppress a strange nervous feeling - a very novel feeling. It was as if a multi-legged creature was crawling on the palm of her hand. She was not excited about being in danger, nor was she simply trying to escape from a troublesome situation. In this hazy state of mind, she entered a psychedelic state.

Time moves slowly. Very slowly.

At some point, Xiao Ai finally gave her a chance to move around and moved to the wash basin that served as a makeshift bathtub. Winnet had to demonstrate her superb balance and flexibility, leaning on her waist to support herself on the chair, letting the flowing silk fall behind her head and resting it in the bathtub like a drooping willow branch. Xiao Ai stood sideways, holding a pot that would not splash water to wash. The fingertips pressed on Winnet's scalp, making her feel as if someone else was playing with her head in their hands, and her imagination also turned to the prisoner who was about to be punished.

Overall it is comfortable.

After washing, Xiao Ai stumbled back to the chair, and the mirror reflected her slightly funny posture.

Winnet never thought that Ai could be so reckless at times.

Apparently, even she herself is not satisfied with her current state. Ai hates to be embarrassed, and strikes a balance between perfectionism and pragmatism, but she also has some lovely qualities - hiding her embarrassment.

Winette burst out laughing.

Although she looked no better than a blind person, Ai still splashed water near her eyes, causing her a slight stinging pain that made her unable to smile.

Regret came quickly, and it seemed that the actions after that were much rougher. The bubbles filled her ears, and Xiao Ai twisted her hair into bunches, pulling it back and forth with a comb. It was hard to say that she had no intention of revenge. However, anyone who saw beautiful and tough hair would want to test it. For such long and not falling hair, it was natural to think that God was unfair. Although someone kept calling her master, there were obviously huge problems in his cognition and interpretation. Despite this, he still received favor and preference.

Well, it's indeed endearing.

Limited to appearance.

When being dragged, it made a hissing sound like a snake, and switched to a self-adjusting and exaggerated sound card. Xiao Ai ignored Winnet's funny behavior. Before Winnet was mentally prepared, the sound of snapping scissors had already sounded. For a moment, Winnet was afraid of being retaliated and shaved bald, but she immediately switched to the mentality of "she likes my hair". To be honest, she has a lot of troubles with her hair. Just like people like to dye their hair into their favorite colors to pursue individuality, she also hopes to change to an ordinary color. After all, even moths in nature know that camouflage colors can help them survive better.

When Ai was adjusting the angle, Winnet suddenly looked up, and the tip of the scissors stopped less than 50 centimeters away. She sighed, and then her expression was like a naughty cat who was not looking at the cat litter. Ai put down the scissors, pressed her hands on the side of her head, and adjusted Winnet back to the original position.

She smiled faintly.

Xiao Ai picked up the scissors and cut them once in the air, "Are you scared?"

"Ask a question, experience number!"

"One."

"I mean a haircut."

"Yes, I'm talking about a haircut. What's wrong with me being your first time?"

"I'm beginning to regret putting you through something unhealthy so soon."

"I think it's too late. It's fun to tarnish your pretend sanctity, isn't it? Being flexible and having a bottom line is the only way for people like us to survive. Of course, I will take responsibility and tolerate your darkness, which is completely opposite to the color of your hair - is that what you want to hear me say?"

"Your expression is so gloomy, Shirley," Winnett gently closed her eyes and suddenly made a funny face, "Even if it's an impromptu performance, I don't like it. Primary school students should be happy. Okay, just make a fuss with my hair!"

Xiao Ai grabbed her chin and said coldly, "Winnett, I think it would be a good idea to feed you a pill."

"Well, that would be a lot of trouble."

"I mean, you are the childish kid who should be enjoying a happy school life. The organization has twisted you. However, I won't impose my hopes on you. Just do what you want to do. In addition," she raised her voice slightly, "don't move!"

Winnet was silent for a while, and suddenly felt that becoming a primary school student would not be a bad thing, if she could be with Shirley all day. However, it seemed impossible to realize it. She didn't want to see Shirley's depressed expression in the past, because it was like seeing her own phantom and the end of her life. She smiled, adhering to her usual heartless and having a knee-jerk reaction like a mental patient.

After the joke, Winnett felt the coolness of the scissors against her skin again. Although it was Ai who did it, she simulated the smooth feeling of cutting flesh and the cold and slippery heat flow, but in reality, only the broken hair slid onto the tile. The lights were on very brightly, and the silver threads seemed to reflect light.

Xiao Ai moved Winnet's head like a skilled barber.

The first guest I met was so naughty.

Winnett was not worried about her hair, but neurotically calculated the position and length to divert her attention. Sometimes her small fingers would touch the back of her neck like scissors, bringing a soft and cool feeling different from metal. From this strange point, she noticed Xiao Ai's meticulousness and the seriousness of her treatment of this hair. It seemed that this hair was a lover's hair, and it seemed that it was indeed the lover's hair. No matter which statement was made, it was almost the same, because Winnett regarded herself as the carrier of this meticulous treatment.

This unusual excitement made her face flush.

The process was so slow that she was worried. As another strand of thin, short hair fell to the ground, Winette finally opened her mouth, pinched her throat and said, "Ai, it's okay to be casual. At this rate, we will miss the time to have dinner with Mingmei—" She paused and said, "By the way, Xiaolan should be discharged from the hospital in the next two days. Then we can go to the Maori Detective Agency to visit her. What do you think?"

……

437 Sit still

"Strange, why are you suddenly changing the subject?"

"Because I thought about it carefully, this matter may not be simple. Maybe it is really like Mingmei worried - it is related to the organization."

Do you take me for a fool?

The mirror revealed Xiao Ai's contemptuous look, with the corners of her eyes drooping obviously.

As an expert in expression management, Winnett believes that such expressions can generally be divided into four situations: one is being fooled, two is sensing danger (with a frown), three is deep thought, and four is seeing through the essence.